Monday, July 4, 2016

I woke up on Sunday, and my heart broke into a million pieces.
Filling the news was the massacre in Orlando. It happened to those I
didn’t know, but I fought so hard to keep safe. I thought about the
mothers who went to sleep unknowing and woke up finding out their sons
were dead. I could feel my heart close up . . . I could feel my spirit
begin to lose hope. The world just felt less safe for Aiden.
My heart shudders at the thought that someone who doesn’t even know
my beautiful child would want to harm him because of the fear and
judgment that is sweeping the country. But when faced with things they
don’t understand, people too often allow themselves to be consumed by
fear, distrust and hatred and not compassionately seek the truth.
I mourned, but I didn’t cry. All I felt was numb.
But the LGBTQ community is strong, and so thousands of us came
together last night, with so many straight allies there to support us.
It was a vigil organized by the Los Angeles LGBT Center in front of Los
Angeles City Hall... (Read More)

I am a wife and a mother of two sons, Aiden and Stefen. By day I am an educational consultant and advocate for the LGBT community. My other passion is to share stories about healing and hope through my writing and speaking.